The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1887-10-22
HoRseFLEsH EATERS IN NEW YORK.
Butcher whose Customers Arc the
Park Birds and Beasts.

| A Butcher Whose Customers Arc the
Park Birds and Beasts.
| The man led the way through pas
sage from the stable to the other side of
the building. The passage opened into
a large square room lighted by spacious
! open doors on both sides. The wood floor
was stained a dull red. This is the
slaughter room, where the horses are
killed and cut up for the animals at the
arsenal at Central park. On a couple of
| hooks on one side of the room hung por-
tions of a carcass like the qaarters of a
beef. AT glance one who was not an
expert in raw meat would have said this
was beef, but the horse butcher pointed
| out that the meat was of a deeper color
and closer grain than beef. Horse
meat is, he said, as he could state from
personal knowledge equally as good as
beef when young and tender. There was
a peculiar flavor to horse meat, he addaA
that some people liked better than beef,
and the lions and tigers were fond of it,
but for himself he preferred good piece
OF porterhouse steak every time.
| In one corner of the room was a re-
| frigerator, where the meat is kept until
| it is required. The skin of the last horse
who had been killed few days before
lay on the other side of the room. He
was bakers horse, the butcher ex-
| planned, and his hair had been yellow
| Everything was as neat and cleanly and
| free from taint as a butchers shop could
be. The chopping block was washed and
as tidy as kitchen table. The cleaver,
the saw and the small knives, shining
bright and sharp, hung in their places be-
side the butchers apron. About two
years ago the park authorities adopted
the plan of supplying the carnivorous
animals in the menagerie with horse
meat instead of beef. The measure was
| purely an economic one. Director Conklin
found difficulty at times in obtaining
good beef or mutton, and the prices
ranged from twelve to eighteen cents.
In Europe the animals in the geological
collections are fed horses flesh, and he
advised the commissioners to make the
trial here. President Borden became in
terested and the brick building was fitted
up as a stable and butcher shop, with a
| result that has justified the outlay. From
| SO to SIS are paid for horses, the butcher
is hired by the park board and the actual
three and one-half cents a pound.
About two horses on an average are
killed each week. They are rarely old
horses, as might be supposed, but usually
those which have given out from some
cause. Before they are accepted veter-
mary surgeon makes a careful examina-
ton of the animal to ascertain if it is free
from disease. There is no difficulty in
securing all that are needed by the city,
and usually two or three are kept in the
stalls, some of them to be fattened before
they are killed. From the ceiling near
the center of the room rope hung down
| from heavy staple. The horses are led
through the passage from the stable into
the slaughter room when they are to be
| killed.
''How do you kill them?" was asked
The horse butcher picked up a short
handled, heavy hammer and said: "Horses
| die easy. When | bring them out here |
ties cloth round their heads, so that it
| blinds them, and they are so quiet you
can do anything with them Then 1
fasten this rope from the ceiling around
the brute's neck, and one heavy blow
from the hammer is gener' 'ly enough. If
| yon would like to come around tomorrow
morning III show you how | do it. 1t is
bootcherin' day tomorrow and old Dob
bin will have to go; that's the gray one
| you saw in there.
The reporter declined the invitation.
''Makes you kinder sick, I guess, .
added the butcher.
''Well, l didn't like it myself when l
began, though / was used to butcherin'
cattle, but horses peared SO different.
You get used to it, though. The worst
is when some horse that's done good ser
vice gives out, and the people who bring
him here feel SO bad to give him up. But
they say they would rather have the
horse killed than sell him, where he may
be starved or beaten. Sometimes a
woman comes up crying and makes me
| give back the horse. Once had a little
bay mare that the surgeon operated ON
and she got well. You never saw any
body so tickled in your life as the lady
and the children were when told them,
and they took her back again. Most Of
the animals are pretty badly knocked out
when they come here. Them stone
pavements is KILN on horses. 1t gives
them the 'quitters, swellin' around
the ankles, and they amt good for much
after that, Now, there's an animal in
that wagon out there, in which I'm going
to take the meat over for the lions din
ner. You never saw such shadder as
that big horse was when he was fetched
in here last spring with a bad hoof. He
looked sick and l kept him a month,
cause I thought he wouldn't be good to
feed the animals, though the doctor said
he was sound Then his hoof began to
| jest see that he imps a little; he's as
strong us an elephant and as healthy"
! The horse meat was piled into the
wagon and the rescued horse proved his
good character by the gait which he took
in drawing the vehicle through the park
to the arsenal. The keepers divided up
the joints Of the "baker's yellow horse
among the hyenas, the lions and the
| tigers, who crushed the bones and pol
| ished them with gusto To the eagles
chunks of flesh weighing pound or
more were thrown and were quickly
dragged away by them in their talons.
s'The bones, said the horse butcher,
| pointing to several barrels, 'sare saved
and go to the bone man. They are pretty
well cleaned when he gets 'em. Last
month | had horse that had been a
trotter, but couldn't git any flesh on his
bones. He was tough one and no dis
count l dulled my knives cuttin him
up Them lions chewed ON him till their
| jaws was tired and hung down. Mr.,
! Conklin says to me: What kind of meat
are you givin' the animals?' says: It's
the trotter;' then he didn't say no more. -
New York Tribune.
Austria's Crown Princess.
The Crown Princess of Austria, during
her sojourn at Abbazia, ON the Adriatic,
commanded crew of six young and
beautiful countesses of the bluest blood of
the empire, who womaned q barge,
which the princess steered as they rowed.
They We're all experts at the oars, and
called the princess Commodore. - New
York Sun.
He was arguing with st. Peter, when a
base ball struck him behind the ear.
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